I could not have been happier when I turned on the news today to find out that winter was officially over. Immediately I was looking forward to thunderstorms and beautiful flowers blooming in my backyard. Slowly I began unpacking my shorts and T-shirts, getting ready for those beautiful spring days. I went to sleep that night with a smile on my face, ready for the beautiful warm day that awaited me.

Monday morning: I jump out of bed to get to my eight a.m class, check the weather on my phone and I couldn’t be more excited about the fact that it was supposed to be 55 degrees outside. Throwing on a pair of jeans and a light sweater, I headed off for the rest of my day. I spent as much time outside as I could and prayed that it would be like that for the rest of the week. Unfortunately, as most of us Wisconsinites know, there was no way in hell it was going to stay that way.

Being the hopeful person I am, I awoke the next morning expecting it to be 55 degrees and sunny outside just like the day before. With that being said, I’m sure you can imagine my surprise when I saw two inches of snow on the ground.

Now I can handle some snow, we survive what feels like 10 years of the frozen tundra every winter, but what gets to me about snow in spring is the fact that it goes away just as suddenly as it came. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want snow at the end of March either, but if it’s going to be here at least let us enjoy it.

The next few days are rainy, as expected. Sometimes there are thunderstorms, sometimes its freezing rain and sometimes its just a light sprinkle, but God forbid if it stays consistent. Spring weather in Wisconsin is definitely something that you will never be able to predict.

Another example of this bipolar season comes from the other day. It was a bit chilly outside and I had heard some rumors of possible snowfall (shocking, I know) but for some reason I didn’t think it would happen. As I was sitting inside looking out at the beautiful blue sky and the bright shining sun, a spontaneous blizzard appeared ruining the whole view.

You would think that this blizzard would have lasted a few hours or so, but sadly you would be wrong. This lovely surprise lasted maybe all of five minutes, but it did make its appearance several times throughout the day, never failing to surprise us.

I love this state more than anything but spring needs to relax. As much as I enjoy wearing a parka in the morning and changing into shorts in the afternoon, I think it would make our lives a lot easier if spring wouldn’t change seasons every five minutes.

But to you, my fellow cheese heads, make sure you are prepared for snow at least through May. Also, have your swimsuits out, maybe your shorts and tank tops, oh, and your sweatshirts, and definitely your winter coat.

Good luck, Wisconsin and may the odds be ever in your favor.